And When I Go

This manifestation,
Of the unchanging,
Eternal source,
Will change,
Must change,
How could it be other?

 

And when I go,
I shall not go,
But rather,
I will call out,
From the breeze,
From the wind
From the trees,
And awake,
With wide eyes open,
And patient ears alert,
You will see me,
And hear my name.
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